It’s a matching white cotton bra and panty.
“I see you,” he says quietly.
I catch his gaze in the reflection of the glass. “I see you too.”
He spins around and drops his hands to his hips.
Dear God.
“How is it possible that you were in this city, and I never knew?” He takes a measured step closer to me. “I must have walked past Wild Lilac a dozen times in the past year, and yet I didn’t know.”
With shaking hands, I take a step toward him. “I never knew you were in this city either.”
He rakes me from head-to-toe. “The pull is so strong now. When I leave here in the morning, I have to fight against the urge to go to your store. On my lunch break, I think about heading uptown to see you. If I knew where you lived, I’d camp out on your stoop every night until you came home.”
“I don’t have a stoop,” I say with another tentative step forward. “I live in a walkup.”
“I want to see it.” He rakes a hand through his hair. “Do you know how hard it is to imagine you in bed at night when I’ve never seen your bed?”
I laugh to veil my nerves. “You can come over sometime.”
“Soon,” he adds. “I want to see it soon.”
If any other man pushed me in this way, I’d tell him to back off, but I want Liam in my home. I want him to fall asleep on my sheets so that I’ll smell him there the next night and the night after that.
“Soon,” I repeat as I take a final step until I’m in front of him.
“You know how grateful I am that I met you, right?” He reaches forward to cup my cheek in his palm. “I’m so damn lucky that I know you.”
Inching forward, I rest my hands on his chest. “I’m damn lucky too.”
He brushes his thumb over my bottom lip. “Come to bed with me, lilac.”
I lean forward when he presses his mouth to mine. The almost silent “ yes, please , ” that falls from my mouth gets lost in our kiss.
Chapter 37
Liam
Sometimes I fear that I might break Athena in two.
It was that way tonight when I ate her to two orgasms. I tugged her legs apart after I stripped her panties off.
She moaned as I devoured her pussy. The taste is incredible. The slickness against my mouth was enough to drive my hips into the mattress over and over again as I fucked her with my tongue.
When she came the second time, she tore her fingers through my hair.
The burst of pain was almost too much.
I sheathed my cock and took her in one smooth thrust.
She held onto me as I fucked her hard, my thrusts driving the headboard into the wall.
I came after she did a second time, but it’s still not enough.
It will never be enough with her.
I’ll always want more.